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In the twilight of the setting sun
	cold wind stirrers the whispering leaves
like the whispering of have heard voices
	speaking of echoes of things now faded

silently cold mists are carried
	before my eyes in half seen memories
twisting shapes that form and fade
	teasing of memories long forgotten

footsteps are heard whispering nearer
	as people are seeing now in the swirling
faces now seeing once long forgotten
	have recognized from so long ago

once together we joyfully were
	in innocent youth oh so wise
the world before us ripe for taking
	and our dreams of it remaking

upon our paths we did set out
	bright sun lighting the way before us
parting ways in the new tomorrow
	in the mists of memory quickly fading

so long as been since I thought of them
	on life's twisting paths unforseeing
behind me footsteps quickly fading
	silently into the mists again fading

my way is lost in the mists of time
	not knowing how to this place I came to be
nor the steps by which I might return
	to the place where we together were

so long ago when we were young
	when together we did joyfully play
and did danced to minstrels playing
	into dark of night's quickly fading

how could what was ever end
	the bright lights of then ever loss be
our friendships ever a ending have
	and fade away in the swirling mists

cold droplets form upon my skin
	stealing all warmth as they flow down
what once was then gives no warmth
	as I stand in the fading twilight

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